Ellanor's eyes narrowed at the prince's threat, knowing almost immediately that he was lying to her. He didn't have guards following him that closely all evening, and if they really were that attentive, she would already be swarmed by them. Without any warning, Ellanor's free hand balled up into a fist and she swung hard, punching the prince as hard as she could in the stomach, stepping away from him as he fell to the ground at her feet.
"I will let you live," Ellanor told him just as coldly as he spoke to her, "But only because I feel a man should die in battle. Please don't take any of this personally; for what it's worth, you do have a certain... charm. Find yourself a nice woman and don't get involved in your father's idiotic war." With nothing left to say, Ellanor left the study quickly and quietly, chanting 'glass shoes, glass shoes' to herself, almost losing her footing as she descended the front stairs of the palace.
The clock struck midnight as she reached to grab the slipper and she looked down the stiars, her getaway ride waving her over to get out then and there. Beautiful fireworks exploded in the sky as someone came out the front door and she froze, running back downstairs without her shoe when she realized that it was probably the prince coming for her. Damn it, she would just have to live without it. Hopping into her cart, the driver immediately took off as Ellanor slumped in her seat, relaxing finally.
She didn't find any information at the ball, but she wasn't caught or killed either. She'd stay in the surrounding town for a while longer, and hopefully would be able to sneak back into the castle to complete her job.